Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Fruit Cart

Press a path for discovery
Shine it closer to recovery
Nevermind the protest
Celebrate the road test
Victories don’t come in bits and parts
We ride them wholly in our little carts
We know the primary resolution
So let’s jump on the next evolution
We don’t need an ambush
Just a good solid gut rush
Oh, we’ll know our duty
‘Cause life is good and fruity
I’ll roll that on my tongue
And no one will get hung
To finish this tome
And bring it on home
When we do the love well
We all have nothing to sell
